Chapter 948 Gretel: Snake God, I have one too! Come out for a big dinner!
"Boom!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The continuous explosions startled everyone in Titland who had already flown some distance back after the handover.
As soon as I turned around, I saw half of the field filled with black mist. On the other half, Gretel was holding a staff with a cold face, and kept going forward, bang, bang, bang...
It is better to use your remaining courage to chase the poor bandits, and not to use your reputation as an academic overlord.
The opponent's combat level is estimated to be between level 13 and 14, and may reach level 15. At such a high level, one wave of fireballs cannot kill him, and even two or three waves of fireballs cannot kill him.
After fighting with a certain bishop of the Glorious Holy See, he was almost destroyed by a divine descending technique;
And after fighting with a certain swordsman from the Glorious Holy See, the opponent held his arm bone and launched a death charge;
Gretel is very self-aware of his own attack power.
Big fireball, big fireball, super big fireball, super super big fireball!
From time to time, there will be a lightning chain, lightning net, and lightning ring!
According to the previous life, thunder and lightning are the most effective in destroying evil. In this world, the power of darkness, death, poison, and plague...
The strongest restraint is the holy power of radiant nature, followed by the power of thunder and lightning flames controlled by the plastic energy system!
Although you are a high-level spellcaster, you underestimate the enemy first, your spellcasting methods are rough, and your attributes are restrained by me. I also have Cerela as a backup, so you can definitely fight a dozen!
Of course, the premise is that I don’t underestimate the enemy and don’t relax... By the way, since the sacred white light has the strongest ability to destroy evil, how about replacing nitroglycerin with aluminum magnesium powder?
Boom boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!
Nilka was blown to the point of collapse. The fire and thunder and lightning that the young magician controlled seemed to be endless. Every time it was exploded, the black mist and snake hair outside him shrank back.
"boom!"
Here it comes again. The fire is as bright as day, shining through the black fog and coming straight in. It stings the snake at the end of its hair, closing its eyes tightly and curling up in discomfort. Nilka had to bite the tip of her tongue again and spit out a mouthful of black blood:
"puff!"
The black mist was moistened by blood and surged again, barely blocking the rolling waves of fire outside the body. Nilka frowned and clenched his fist to press his chest:
She has vomited black blood three times in a row!
Her undead body's blood can no longer recover on its own, and every spit is missing! After spitting out, it will take at least a year to sacrifice to the snake god and absorb the power of moonlight and death before it can slowly gather!
"Stop...stop..."
She shouted weakly. Far, far away, black clouds rolled around Titland, and several golden eagle warriors flapped their wings and came quickly:
"Stop! Stop fighting! Don't hurt anyone!"
Grete remained silent, holding the liquid nitrogen test tube in his left hand, and took out two more test tubes with his right hand, pointing forward. A purple-white wall of fire rushed forward, sweeping away the black fog on the field, and kept advancing.
To the vicinity of Nilka.
Then, the two sides of the fire wall merged to form a perfect circular ring of fire, with blazing flames surrounding her. Although the radius was still three to five meters, Priest Titlan rushed nearby, still five meters away from the ring of fire.
Six meters away, I was forced to have difficulty breathing.
"I didn't hurt anyone." Grete replaced two new test tubes and stood in the shield, refusing to show his head no matter what. He just added an amplification spell to himself, allowing his cold voice to spread throughout the world.
field:
"This Priestess Nilka... she said personally that she wanted me to see the power of the female snake, so she should also see the power of the magician. Don't worry, the black mist stopped in front of me just now, and now the fire
Huan, I won't strangle her either."
"But she is dying!" Priest Titlan was supported by two golden eagle warriors, flying low above the top of the ring of fire, and then passing low again. He tried to save her several times, but the purple and white flames rose fiercely.
, it only dropped to two stories high and could no longer go down.
In the ring of fire, the familiar, dark snake god's aura is getting weaker and weaker. Priest Titlan knows that if this continues, Nilka's life will be saved, but she will be knocked down to the level of a mid-level priestess.
"Please let her go... Dear Lord Shenzi, please let her go quickly!" She hurriedly whispered a few words and was held up by two Golden Eagle warriors before she was stopped in front of Grete. She straightened her skirt and bowed deeply.
Go down:
"We female snakes are people who walk between life and death! If the injury is too serious, she will no longer be able to walk between life and death. When the time comes, she will directly return to the kingdom of death!"
"Her aura is getting weaker and weaker...it seems like she is really going to die!" Cerela whispered in the spiritual connection. Gretel sighed and waved his hand gently. The fire wall technique quietly dissipated, and the ground
The circle was charred black and had been burned into the texture of glass.
In the midst of the scorched blackness, Nirka lay curled up in a ball. At this moment, the clothes on this beautiful snake girl were completely scorched black, and her appearance was hideous and terrifying.
The exposed skin on the face, hands, and all was rising and falling, and suddenly there were countless little snakes crawling underneath, struggling to get out of the skin:
"No! Snake God! Great Snake God!" She rolled on the ground subconsciously, raised her arms high, and embraced the sky:
"Spare me! Spare me! Spare me, no, no..."
"What's going on?" Gretel tiptoed, walked over carefully, and watched from a distance. He agreed to take him hostage, but he really just wanted to embarrass the other party and didn't have the intention to kill him. No matter what, Lin En
It’s still in the opponent’s hands:
"Is she dying? Is there any way to save her?"
His healing techniques are all positive energy. If they hit the undead, they will die faster, right?
"The power of the snake god is out of control." The Titlan priestess had a serious face, knelt down from a distance, and stretched out her hand to her colleagues. A wisp of black mist spread out from her fingertips and floated quietly towards Nilka. Just as she got closer,
Then a snake jumped up and swallowed him.
"ah!"
Nilka let out a heartbreaking scream. Titlan shook his head slightly and took half a step back on his knees:
"No, I can't comfort her... The power of the snake god and her own power are out of balance in her... We have to save her unless..."
"Unless the power of the snake god is taken away?" Gretel asked. Seeing the other party nodding hesitantly, he thought for a while, held the oak staff, and took a few steps closer carefully. Cerela followed suit and stayed beside him, ready at any time.
Add defense to him:
Be careful!
Don't get bitten by a snake!
Gretel did not intend to get closer. He slowly crossed the oak stick, held the tail of the stick, and pushed the tip of the stick forward. In the green mist, the small tree continued to stretch, stretch, two meters, three meters,
Four meters...
Finally, a black and white shadow jumped up from the head of the staff, rushed directly to Nilka, and quickly sank deep into the hair.
"It's delicious! It's delicious!" Deep in Grete's consciousness, the crazy joy of the contracted spirit snake came:
“Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy”
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